The Timing Wasn't Right. Was it really?

 I've heard this so many times. In movies, in plays, from my friends and even my mom - "The timing wasn't right, else it all would have worked out". Really? Timing? Time itself would just throw its hands in the air for being blamed so many times for something that it had nothing to do with. 

If one person is more in love than the other and they break up because of this, what has time got to do with this. They say, in due course of time he will realise what he is missing and once he does, he will be back. I can feel Time simply smirking at me saying - Do whatever, I have nothing to do with this! And rightly so! 

I have 0 control over my past and future. I do, however, have some control over my present. Present is a choice. An ongoing choice. I like to call it - my real time choice. Every second in my present is a conscious call that I make - to read, to watch Netflix, to text, to work, to love. Doesn't it work the same for you? So why blame time for someone's inability to fall in love with you? Maximum what can happen in the due course of Time is that as the dating sample size would increase for that person, if at all he faces a string of bad dates, I would automatically become a suitable partner. But for someone to reach this conclusion, most dates need to be bad dates. What would I gain from this? Think about this, someone who already doesn't love you, on the basis of a few bad experiences might be tricked into thinking that he has feelings for you. Where does that leave you? 

When I close my eyes and ponder over the remains of my broken relationships, I wonder what could I have done better to sustain it. The simple thought implies that me being me was not enough. And that does hurt. Knowing that what you bring to the table is not what the other person wanted does dampen your spirit. And again, 10 years from now, I'd probably have the same things to offer. I still don't know what has time got to do with this? Time, if you're listening - I don't blame you for anything like the rest of the world. We make our own choices and should have the balls to stand by them and not say that - We met at the wrong time. There is no such thing as "the wrong time". Time's quantitative, not qualitative! Intention matters. That's all. 

Love,

Aaliyah

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